Bubba’s Revenge

Anglo-saxons invented “Common Sense“.

Whereby you simply do not partake in certain activities because, well, something deep deep down within your soul intellect is perpetually analysing the current situation and sending back recommendations to your cortex.

Well, at least that’s the way it works with the above-mentioned anglo-saxons – with an emphasis on the word “anglo”, as in “England”, possibly Oz and, definitely, not the “New Continent“.

Because the latter is the home for people like Bubba and his cousin Virgil, delicate proof that it IS possible to be productive in a trailer park, on a steamy Friday night, while the said-cortex is in a not-so-temporary bootleg gin-induced coma.

While “us British” are driven by an innate need to keep a “stiff upper lip” (which is scientifically nothing else than the expression worn by a human being torn between doing the “right thing” and ordering another pint), Bubba and Virgil literally screw up any attempt to launch a product without having spent 60% of the R&D budget on Risk Assessment.

And here are are couple of examples:

Exhibit #1: a chainsaw. Pretty obvious, you might say?

Virgil actually tried that out once: he will never play the harpsichord again.

Product Managers actually try to fend such individuals off by, literally, informing them that, lacking reading capacities, they shouldn’t even attempt to use their products:

Bubba would surely have complied had he known how to read..

I must admit that the constant ISO-urge may lead to exaggerations:

Would YOU even contemplate sticking one of those pointy things into your..thingie? C’mon, Bubba has a Dog, “Gemorinmo” (named after a famous Red Indian chief), and he takes dang care of him:

No driving around Trailer City on Virgil’s tractor when he’s ill: NO WAY, CASEY!

And while we’re on driving, do you REALLY think that this was appropriate?

Bubba doesn’t even know anyone named Augusta!

But if he did, and would ever manage to complete the 50 meters from the liquor store to the post office in one piece, he would remember to sweet-talk her, in the manner of an anglo-saxon mobile user, thanks to SonyEricsson’s simple message: